"Oh what wickedness we bring into this world. While lights flicker and die, we whore ourselves at the alter of progress"
I'am what and who I'am. Love it or hate it. I dont care. Never try to play me for a fool. I do not tolerate bullshit or idiots, I have an owner, and i dont want a different one.
1. There is.
2. There was.
3. There will.
Inside of a moment shines the wet unbelievable And broken with all the right drugs Beside every problem there's a rat under siege In time, in depth, in present tense We are who we are I'm cold and awful, yes I know Uptight, intent on making sense Because in a cold wind there's a laugh underneath Instead of a motion there's a rest unachievable Unspoken in all the right tongues I'm cold and awful, yes I know In time, in depth, in present tense We are who we are Uptight intent on making sense I'm so unpopular, I know In mind and breath, in my own head We are who we are In life and death, and second chance And half along Were slaughtered in song When left alone When all is done is all I can be lying here To be honestly numb We were unsafe Awake A mild psychosis holds my hand underneath it all A kind of ferocious old regret on its knees And groping for just the right gun
A no-win in no light, in no pain, it ain't right Make that strap tight, take my air away, make my chest ache I will stay awake, I will think of love, think of truth Think of why I never really said enough I never won, I never showed enough I fucking never had a run and it's too late now
One night in hell I strolled outside, a breath of sweet air Cold, in bare, wet feet, I know I've woken It's got to mean something
Save all from their mountains Save all from their drowning Save all from their sadness Save all from their ranting Save all from their silence Save all from their grounding Save all from their endless nights Their suicides
Then I woke, seven whole days gone The sunrise is perfect Taking aim, changing colours while it burns It made my stomach turn It made me quite unsure A lesser diamond on a road with no horizon Then it comes...I'm stardust
When a day hasn't been torture let me know I'll find a way up, celebrate, then wake up On the ground I may define disturbed A mental village burned Connect to silence, say a prayer, let go of the rope Then let it come
Now i'm done and I know Because it hurts in all ways In other words I am a passenger A dream that's over
I'll let your wild ocean Hold my light while you're quite broken...it's alright I'll let the emotion roll my eyes If not I apologize
Now I'm done For once in my life I hurt A slow train has overturned And I am a passenger A dream that's over